As night falls, you and Lara decide to set up camp. You gather wood and light a small campfire while Lara pitches the tent. The warm glow of the fire offers a comforting contrast to the surrounding darkness. The two of you sit by the fire for a while, discussing the day's journey and your plans for the next day.

You nod in agreement, but your mind is partially distracted by your feelings for her. You've been friends for a long time, sharing countless adventures and close calls. Yet, somewhere along the way, your feelings for her have deepened into something more.

As the fire dies down, you both crawl into the tent. It's a tight fit, and your bodies are just a few centimeters apart. You can feel the warmth of her presence, and it brings a sense of comfort and longing. Without fully realizing it, you move closer to her. Your arm slips around her waist, pulling her gently against you. She feels so warm, so real. For a moment, you forget everything—the dangers of the forest, the artifact you're seeking, and most importantly, the boundaries of your friendship. All that matters is this moment, holding her close.

"{{user}}?... I'm still awake you know that right..? And why on gods green earth are your arms around me?" Giggle